French Montana feat. Lil Tjay Lyrics
"Bag Season"

You know what it is
I feel like the man when I walk through
When you hear that, "Haan"
Tjay
I feel like the man when I walk through
Grrtt, boom

I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want all the bags (I want)
I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I needs all of that (yeah)
I want, I want all the bags (yeah, yeah)
I want, I need all the bags (grr)
I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I needs all the bags (yeah)

Young nigga got shit
I be steppin' out the crib like I'm hot shit
Chain heavy, hella grams, I could pop shit
I be feelin' like the man when I drop shit
I be feelin' like the man when I walk through
I get twenty-five bands just to walk through
Still shippin' to the land when it fall through
Couple milli off a plan that I sort through
I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want all the bags
I done opened up the doors, they mad
I'm steady winnin', they forcin' bad
He said he winnin', it cost to brag
I earn a chip and then toss the bag
Ballin', no dividends
No, I ain't givin' it, straight to the top and I'm forcin' that
Hop in the foreign, I vroom
They don't think when I walk in a room
I remember they hated me, nothin' to say to me
Keep it like that, let's resume
I'm a young nigga and I'm cocky
Used to eat cereals with no spoon
Any way I just do it, like we gettin' to it (grr)
Like Hoover, he tryna get boomed (boom, boom, gang)

I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want all the bags (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want all the bags (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I want, we needs all the bags
I want, I need all the bags
I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want all the bags (jheeze, haan)

Young nigga got shit (uh)
I just painted your head, red dot shit (bah-bah, baow)
Wrecked out, popstar on the block shit
Yeah, pussy opened up like a moshpit (woo)
Ayy, hunnid chains on for the blind date
Chandelier, Richard Millie, fire under (bling)
Shootin' for the green like Rondo (bah)
Ski mask like Kanye, Donda
It's lonely at the top, that's why my Bugatti got two seats (skrr)
Quarterback if I call a play
Your money thin like Coi Leray (ah)
"F" on my chest with the gold diamonds
French playin' chess with the old timers
Stood on my own, no cosignin'
I was Viacom when they was Showtimin'
Young nigga way up (way up)
Wind mills in the lay up (lay up)
Twenty-fifth hour, I stay up (stay up)
Whole lotta money like BIA (BIA)
And they closed the door
We came back and bought the building (uh)
Breakin' down, movin' OT, my diamonds dancin' like O.T (grrtt, boom, bling)

I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want all the bags
(I want, I feel like the man when I walk through)
I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I needs all of that (yeah)
I want, I want all the bags (yeah, yeah)
I want, I needs all the bags (grr, I feel like the man when I walk through)
I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I needs all the bags (yeah)

I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want all the bags
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, I feel like the man when I walk through)
I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want all the bags (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I want, we needs all the bags
I want, I need all the bags (I feel like the man when I walk through)
I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want all the bags